"COUGH COUGH..."
A coughing sound emerged from the wild aftermath.
"Emperor Emeritus, are you all right?" Li Ru's voice, filled with worry, followed.
Amidst the dust, two figures staggered to their feet. Their clothes were tattered and their bodies covered in wounds; they looked utterly wretched.
"Minister Li, I owe you my life!" Qin Ying said, his heart filled with lingering fear as he glanced at the devastation from the explosion. If Li Ru hadn't shielded him and absorbed most of the shockwave, he would undoubtedly be dead.
"Protecting you, Emperor Emeritus, is my duty!" Li Ru replied nonchalantly, beginning to inspect their surroundings for clues.
A whooshing sound cut through the air as Li Yuanba, Huo Qubing, Guo Jia, and others landed in the courtyard one after another. After paying their respects to Qin Ying, they hurriedly asked Li Ru what had happened.
